Chapter 1090: Chapter 1079: Ning Family, Family Qiankun!
In the outskirts of Dragon City, within Ning Qingfeng’s private estate.
The solemn atmosphere began to spread within the room where Ning Qingfeng held a banquet, starting from the mont Ning Jianyang was killed.
Ning Qingfeng looked at the beheaded Ning Jianyang, his lifeless eyes still wide open, and no matter which direction Ning Qingfeng moved, they seed to follow him closely.
“Doesn’t he rest in peace?”
Ning Qingfeng let out a cold laugh, undaunted, and quickly stepped forward, placing his hands on Ning Jianyang’s head, gently closing his eyes.
“Brother, don’t bla for being ruthless and disregarding brotherhood. You must know that the Ning Family has been in Dragon City for over a century, and the tallest tree in the forest is always the first to be blown down. With your capabilities, I really doubt the future of the Ning Family under your leadership after Father’s death.”
Ning Qingfeng sighed, slowly bowed towards Ning Jianyang’s head, and solemnly said, “Brother, rest assured on your journey. I will personally capture Ning Fan, the one who murdered you, and bring him to Father for justice!”
“Young Master Ning has put on quite a show.”
Acting as the executioner, Luo Sha watched Ning Qingfeng bow once more to Ning Jianyang’s already severed head, a strange expression appearing on his face.
“Hehe, what do you know? I’m doing this for the future of the Ning Family.”
Ning Qingfeng glanced at Luo Sha behind him, his expression stern, and said coldly, “In a position of power, one must advance or retreat. Do you really think there are no enemies of the Ning Family in Dragon City? It’s just that our Ning Family’s montum is too strong, and all those noble families are suppressed.”
“If Brother were allowed to beco the Family Head, under his leadership, the Ning Family would inevitably decline, and by then, its downfall would be unavoidable.”
A cold glint flashed in Ning Qingfeng’s eyes as he said coldly, “And a fallen strong person not only lacks respect but also faces endless revenge.”
“Even if Father knew what I’ve done today, I believe he would understand my actions.”
Ning Qingfeng waved his hand, frustration showing on his face, and said, “Pack Brother’s head, I need to et Father.”
“Yes.”
Luo Sha responded in a deep voice.
Though he didn’t perform the servant’s salute to Ning Qingfeng, having already sworn allegiance to him, he was undoubtedly Ning Qingfeng’s most reliable aide at this mont.
Luo Sha walked into the inner room, shortly returning with an elegantly decorated sandalwood box, sprinkled with fine incense ash, putting Ning Jianyang’s head inside, and closed the box.
“Young Master Ning ntioned before that although Ning Fan cos from humble origins, he is very favored by your father. Are you sure this move can bring him down?”
Seeing Ning Jianyang preparing to leave, Luo Sha asked worriedly.
“Hehe, estrangent between brothers, turning against each other—such a grave cri is not sothing that re affection can resolve.”
Holding the sandalwood box containing Ning Jianyang’s head, a cold glint flashed in Ning Qingfeng’s eyes as he spoke deliberately, “Regardless of what Father thinks, as long as the Ning Family people know that Ning Fan killed Brother, he will never be able to beco the Family Head.”
“And that… is precisely what I wish to see.”
Ning Qingfeng’s lips curled into a cold smile as he slowly said, “The future Family Head of the Ning Family can only be , Ning Qingfeng!”
“What should be done with the Grand Duke’s body?”
Faced with Ning Qingfeng’s bold words, Luo Sha remained silent for a mont, then asked quietly.
“Chop it up and feed it to the dogs, and burn all the clothes.”
Ning Qingfeng’s emotionless voice rang out in the room.
After a pause, Ning Qingfeng continued, “Once everything is done, burn down this estate to leave no trace.”
“Yes.”
Luo Sha responded in a deep voice.
“It’s just a pity.”
Ning Qingfeng shook his head to himself, and just before walking out the door, he turned to remind, “By the way, you know what to do with the servants who knew the Grand Duke ca here tonight.”
Hearing Ning Qingfeng’s indifferent voice, Luo Sha’s heart tightened, nodding repeatedly, and gestured a beheading motion with a fierce tone, “I understand!”
…
The Ning Family’s old residence in Dragon City.
Quiet waterside pavilion, small bridges over flowing water, winding corridors, occupying a vast area.
In the city center of Dragon City, having such an antique and historically rich old mansion speaks volus about the Ning Family’s status in Dragon City.
In fact, if the Ning Family hadn’t cleverly bought all the land surrounding the old house and built skyscrapers, strictly prohibiting ordinary people from entering, perhaps even the Ning Family wouldn’t have the right to own such a palace-like luxurious estate in a modern city.
Holding the sandalwood box, Ning Qingfeng hurriedly walked with an expression of sorrow mixed with anger on his face.
Along the way, with the servants saluting, Ning Qingfeng went directly to the Quiet Thought Hall of the old house.
Since Ning Qiankun began giving up power and ceased managing family affairs as he grew older, he spent most of his ti at the Quiet Thought Hall.
Before Ning Qingfeng ca today, he naturally inquired in advance and knew that his father was ditating in the Quiet Thought Hall at this mont.
Standing outside the Quiet Thought Hall, Ning Qingfeng held the sandalwood box firmly, maintaining perfect composure, without showing any sign of impatience from standing for so long.
“Second Young Master, Master invites you in.”
Two hours later, just as Ning Qingfeng’s legs began to go numb and his mouth dry, the old servant who had accompanied Ning Qiankun for many years stepped out from the door of the Quiet Thought Hall and whispered in his ear.
“Thank you, Steward Zhang, for the reminder.”
Ning Qingfeng dared not be negligent, performing a junior’s salute to Steward Zhang.
Although Steward Zhang was just a servant in the old mansion, having served Father for over fifty years and being in charge of the inner household affairs, his power rivaled that of Ning Jianyang and Ning Qingfeng.
Moreover, the most critical point was that Steward Zhang stayed with Ning Qiankun every day, and his words had a significant influence on Ning Qiankun.
Therefore, before gaining actual power, even though Ning Qingfeng didn’t hold much regard for this lowly born old servant, he could only pinch his nose and put on a respectful appearance.
Steward Zhang smiled warmly, accepted Ning Qingfeng’s salute calmly, and guided him into the Quiet Thought Hall before bowing and retreating.
In the Quiet Thought Hall, several ditation cushions were scattered casually on the spotless brick floor, with Family Head Ning Qiankun sitting cross-legged on one of them.
Ning Qiankun’s back faced Ning Qingfeng, his back straight, but from his entirely gray hair, it was evident that the leader who once paved the way for the Ning Family had ultimately reached the end of his days.
“Father! Sothing terrible has happened!”
Ning Qingfeng, brewing his emotions, took a few quick steps behind Ning Qiankun, and with a thud, bowed down to the ground, sobbing.
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